South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Beachside Bar & Bistro
Hyde Park
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Beachside Bar & Bistro

Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

Owner Adelaide Labelle

Waitress Abigail Hughes
Hostess Malia Tate

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

BA in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

that eternal bane of contention


Posted on September 09, 2019 by Alekai Evero
South

Azrael

Only Fools Walk Where Angels Fear To Tread



How well he had come to know her body over those years they had been together. Each curve and swell and femanine line. He knew just where to allow his fingers to roam and his kisses to find. For all their arguments, for all their heated disagreements and sarcastic eye rolls he could hardly deny he adored Serafina. Azrael content to relish in those moments in which that very passion between them might switch from those arguments to a far more heated embrace. When he might lavish that attention upon her and fulfil his own never craving desires. He loved those sounds he could coax from her. Each heady groan and soft moan he encouraged from her lips only furthering his own arousal. For all the young witches spitfire nature, determination and independence he so relished in being the one to bring her undone and satisfy her so completely. Azrael himself not unwilling to admit that a part of him near relished in turn in simply defying every rule of that Hunter Council by simply loving her- and so surrendering to those emotions within himself between those sheets. How much he adored his little Witch.

He had hardly been prepared for those feelings of protectiveness that seemed to flare within him in those moments in which he placed her upon the bed and she snuggled within those sheets in a fashion near innocent. That intermingling of emotions, that combination of love and lust and protectiveness and desire, only seemed to drive the Hunter all the more forward as he leaned down and over her then to find her lips with his own once more. The taste of her lips was nothing short of glorious, those tantalizing kisses only further tugged at that clear desire that had become all too visible upon his own figure. The jeans he wore nothing short of restrictive now and decidedly uncomfortable. A discomfort Serafina only seemed to desire to further as her slender figure shifted beneath him. Her hips rose to grind agianst him, those jeans preventing that feel of skin on skin and too that true friction the length of himself so utterly craved in that moment. Azrael was unable to prevent that groan that rose within his throat. Serafina so expertly flaring those very desires all the more. God, what she did to him! Serafina's lips parted smoothly, that kiss between them deepening now to something far more intimate than those tantalizing touches from before. The blonde Hunter reached upward then to gently slide that dress from her shoulders and further down her figure until that ebony material pooled at her waist and the perfect, round expanse of breasts were exposed.

Azrael pulled gently back from her then, his figure leaning back if only slightly to allow the silver of his gaze to rove appreciatively over her. It was almost archaic, surely, the very thoughts that turned within his mind at the sight of her laid out beneath him and so entirely his own for the taking. How perfect she looked. Azrael inclined to admit that witches outfit truly did add something to that scene even if that admittance would never be one he was inclined to offer aloud. His hands easily found the soft mounds of her breasts then, his thumbs brushed over those sensitive peaks, teasing them to a ready hardness. Serafina's body had never been anything short of responsive to his caresses, the raven haired woman rarely inclined to foreplay for long and yet Azrael could hardly deny the pleasure he took in coaxing those reactions from her figure- that blatant moan he was rewarded with utterly arousing in turn. Serafina's own fingers trailed downward then, the woman's hand eagerly cupping at his own hardened length still so restricted by the denim of his jeans. That singular embrace, even with that fabric still between them so coaxed that groan from within the depths of his own throat. God how he wanted her hands there! That friction he craved not nearly enough! Serafina, as if on cue, so allowed her fingers to delve beneath the waistband of his jeans and boxer shorts beneath, her hand so finally and firmly embracing him in just the way he craved, the moan that fell from him now near instantaneous. That wholly sensitive part of himself utterly craving her touch. Azrael unable to take those jeans any longer.

The blond man lent but a little away from her once more, his fingers hooking within the belt loops of his jeans only to tug them downward, Azrael content to capture his boxer shorts in the same moment before removing both articles of clothing entirely and kicking them easily to the bedroom floor. That length of himself so finally exposed entirely to Serafina's much desired caresses as her hand so firmly encased him now. Azrael all-too eagerly thrust his hips forward in search of that further friction. The Hunter's fingers reached for his own shirt then, that white cotton peeled from his fit, toned figure before being tossed to the floor in turn. The man truly unwilling to wait much longer for that very thing he desired most. A near playful look managed to find his features then. Serafina so rewarding him with one near wary in turn as his hands abruptly moved to grasp her ankles, the young woman gently but firmly tugged toward him then, her legs easily lifted onto his shoulders in that surprisingly new position for them both. That very positioning so exposed Serafina to him entirely. Her squeak of surprise prompted a soft chuckle from him before Azrael's fingers brushed down her thighs a finally time and over that wet center once more as if to assure himself she was entirely ready for what he intended. That soft, femanine gasp he was rewarded with so readily coaxed a look of satisfaction to the Hunter before he positioned himself smoothly at her entrance. Azraels hands settled upon her hips in near the same moment his own rolled forward to enter her. Each thrust of his hips guided him deeper and deeper into her figure before he was sheathed entirely within her. That sound of pleasure he coaxed from her lips with that very act so joined by his own moan. That sensation was nothing short of glorious. That very tightness of her figure around him was exquisite. Azrael managing to murmur that very sentiment- his words wholly thick with that building pleasure. Only to be told to shut up. How very ...Sera. Her words prompted that simper to tug at his lips.

"Why don't y-"

That wholly teasing argument he was more than content to have with her was abruptly cut short but that firm press of her hips agianst him, the sheer sensations that action alone prompted within him resulting in that very sentence cut short with a groan instead. Cheating. He was sure she was cheating. Yet- by that same token he was more than willing to fulfil those very desires. Azraels fingers tightened upon her waist, the Hunter readily beginning to increase that roll of his hips, each thrust so encouraging Sera to match that very rhythm as he own breath so rapidly became uneven with that ever-mounting pleasure. Azrael thoroughly determined to bring Serafina closer and closer to that release in turn. His own pace increased that final time, that pleasurable high so entirely within reach as his weight shifted just so, the hunter drawing one hand away from her hips then to allow his hand to brush against her thigh, his fingers finding that intimate place once more to afford her that further stimulation and add that extra caressing touch to each firm roll of his hips with that singular goal of bringing her to that height of satisfaction.



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